I walk through the darkness and see something out of the corner of my eye. My head snaps toward it to find a boy of my age, possibly a little less, though he looks like he might pass for older, sitting on steps, closed in on himself. He doesn't see me yet and I contemplate walking past, but instead I sit beside him and mimic his posture.

I flinch as you sit next to me. I hadn't heard you walk up or even sit, just felt the brush of your arm against mine in the night. I look over and it appears as if all there is are your eyes. Very creepy effect. You don't say anything, just stare at me for a moment, so I volunteer, "Hello."

I give a nod. I can tell I'm unnerving the boy, but then, that's what I do, on the whole. This one... doesn't know what to make of me. Not a lot do, though. I decide to take it easy on him and respond verbally. "You're new." I suppose it wasn't exactly your typical response to 'hello' but it was still a response.

I give a nod. "I am." There didn't seem to be a lot that this man and I would be saying to each other. But then, I didn't often have a lot to say to just about anyone.

"You don't seem like you're having very much fun. Why aren't you sleeping? You obviously just woke up. Your hair's a mess." He was also shivering, obviously used to more clothing than this, and he looked as if he were very out of sorts.

I give a little shrug. "I just... woke. Can't sleep now. And I don't know that I am or am not having fun. I only just got here a few hours ago and slept through a good chunk of those hours."

He's not helping. "I just meant that you seem to be not all that happy. If I'm bothering you, I could leave, of course."

"If you leave, will I hear you do so? Or will there just suddenly be a vacant spot beside me." It came out a little snarky, but it was a startling thing to just have someone beside you that wasn't there before.

I chuckle softly. "If you want, I could make noise. Would that make you feel better about not noticing me walking up? Trust me, no matter how invisible you think you are, I'm more invisible than you will ever be."

I blink at him. The comment seems to have come out of left field, but it was true, and it sort of connected to what I'd been thinking earlier. "Um, no, you don't have to leave. If you don't want to, I mean."

"Good, because I really wasn't really planning on it. I'm sort of comfortable. So what's your problem?"

I look at him and can't help but give a little chuckle. "Who says I have a problem?" You just tive me a lok that says blatantly that it's very obvious. I give a sigh and shrug. "I just... never fit in and I don't know that I'll be able to here, either. I had some big idea that maybe I could change, be someone different now that I'm in a place where no one knows me."

I lift an eyebrow and notice a slash of colour poking out from his sleeve. I lift the sleeve with a finger tip. "Is that where this came from? Well, it's nice work, at least. I've seen worse. But if it means anything, then I just would like to say, be who you are, and everyone else be damned. I know it can be tough to be yourself, especially when others don't accept that person... but when you aren't yourself... it twists you inside."

I lift an eyebrow myself, but when I look over, the boy is gone again. Damn. How the hell does he do that. I sigh and lean my chin back on my hand, thinking about what he said.